#audrie — interactions.

[carefulfears]

incredibly entertaining to me to think of 17 year old jackson meeting his birth parents and having to like…learn how fucking strange they are…

[eternclsunshine]

@gccdwitch continued from here.

When she's met with his great deal of defensiveness, Audrie almost finds herself feeling helpless. It feels like the best thing to do in this situation is drop the argument and retreat, but the act of expressing her emotions is far more important. Audrie's gaze wanders away from Luca, wanting to look at anything else as if it would bring her relief. Though he manages to surprise her with his honesty - and really, that was all she was searching for; vulnerability. Her stance softens a bit and her lips curve into the beginnings of a smile. "Thank you - I'm sure it wasn't easy for you to admit that." Audrie says softly. She knows its difficult for one to admit their shortcomings and so she wants to let him know she's here for him. As his admissions continue to pour out more, Audrie feels her chest tighten, especially upon hearing the declaring of his emotions. Tears begin to well up, and now she finds herself fighting both the urge to cry and the urge to take Luca into a tight embrace. "You... Do you really mean that?" The question is rhetorical. She knows what she heard, she's just still processing. "Because I feel the exact same way. I care about you a lot- perhaps a little too much - which is probably why I'm being a bit overbearing, but I swear my intentions are good-" a deep breath is taken, in order to stop herself from rambling on forever about her feelings.

[imaginc]

@gccdwitch liked for a lyric starter! (2/2)

"You're caught up in your permanent emotions, all the loving I've been giving goes unnoticed."

[imaginc]

"that feels incredibly cliche but... I'll accept the offer." eyes briefly look the male up and down in skepticism, until audrie decides that this is probably harmless. almost afraid of allowing herself to become too emotionally invested once again. "I'll actually take a matcha latte. but I must ask - why the interest in catching up? we could've just glanced and walked by each other like a couple of strangers."

muse - ramon moreno , pilot , he/him . plot - your muse and ramon run into each other unexpectedly . open to - any past connection ( exes , childhood or just an old friend , high school sweetheart , former fling/hookup ) , f/nb , 25 +

"can i buy you a coffee? for old time's sake."

[enigmaticxbee]

Fannish Year Review - 2023

1. Your main fandom of the year: TXF always. Although I’ve taken a break from actually watching the show since I finished my rewatch and I’m at a low eb of reading fanfic, tumblr keeps my fandom needs fed. It’s the show I think about every single day whether I’m actively watching or not.

2. Your favorite film this year: If we’re talking new films then Barbie and Are You There God, It’s Me Margaret were my favorite ones I saw in theaters. Barbie was just such a delight and fun theater going experience. Are You There God was such a sweet, well done adaptation.

3. Your favorite book this year: Again, if we’re talking new (to me) books then Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow by Gabrielle Zevin. I’ve never really had much interest in video games so I was surprised how much it sucked me in. Plus I read it on vacation in Puerto Rico so extra points for the experience of reading under an umbrella on a beautiful beach eating ice cream out of a pineapple.

4. Your favorite album or song this year: I just looked on Spotify and I don’t think I downloaded a new album or created a new playlist this year 🙈

5. Your favorite tv shows this year: The third season of Happy Valley - all the time and history that can make a conversation between family members the most nail biting, tension filled, heartbreaking scenes. Reservation Dogs - I caught up just in time for the final season and I’m so glad I finally watched it. I watched some old shows too that I missed for whatever reason and we’re the perfect evening soaps to put on when I needed a break after work - Felicity, Switched at Birth.

6. Your favorite tumblr community this year: I don’t really interact with anyone outside of txf community lol

7. Your best new fandom discovery of the year: I started watch Doctor Who and caught up with Ten in time for the specials - Ten and Donna are definitely my favorite duo so far so it was just delightful and I don’t have any of the long term investment that makes an event like that angst filled for those truly in the fandom.

8. Your biggest fandom disappointment of the year: txf fandom has definitely slowed down, but I’m in a lull too so can’t say I’m surprised.

9. Your tv/movie boyfriend and/or girlfriend of the year: Mulder/Scully - what can I say, I’m consistent

10. Your biggest squeeze moment of the year: Fanfic writers coming back to finish or continue old fics: Petrichor sequel Singing of Mount Abora by @aloysiavirgata and the final chapter of throat eye and knucklebone finished five!! years later by audries.

Thanks @amplifyme this was fun

Tagging @freckleslikestars @tossingmyglossymane @edierone @frogsmulder @xxsksxxx @thatfragilecapricorn30 @perpetually-weirdening

[vivianleighwishesshewasme]

The Italian Beasts Beauty

Part 2 Wedded Bliss?

Wedded bliss

They made it back to the hotel around 2 a.m. Her feet were killing her, she had never been in a situation like that before, where hardly anyone spoke English or Romani, just Italian, so much Italian and while it was a beautiful language, she didn’t understand a word.. She could just smile and nod watching her husband interact. She had no idea if they were cruel or insulting to her. 

The only thing she had to go on was his face and body language. Everyone seemed friendly and his face never showed anger. He smiled warmly at her every time he caught her looking. He had his hand on her back or her hip gently. Nothing possessive or aggressive. Just calm and warm. 

She'd seen the tattoos on his hands and neck and heard her family talking in Uncle Tom's house for the last week.

Mafia, cruel, black hand, murder….and yet they’d told her she was to wed the man who'd gunned her father down on Christmas Day in his own home. She will forever hate Christmas now.

Nothing jolly, warm or new on that holiday. Just grief, loss and death. 

She’d been angry when her Aunts and Tommy had decided on the colors. White, red and crystal. All she saw was snow, blood and crystals like you’d hang on a fir tree. Why hadn’t she fought to pick her own colors. Purples, golds and such. 

“ Princsipessa, smile for photos please.” She had been surprised by his request. The English barely smiled in photos. At least not her family. She smiled hoping it didn't look forced. She didn't know what to expect from him. She was just there doing as she was prompted to. She’;d tossed her bouquet but her least favorite part was the garter. She hadn’t been told about this. His mother rushed up to her and bent down in her ear explaining that he would just gently pull it down and off her leg. 

God she was humiliated. One but a handful of women in her family had ever seen her leg, now a man she’d just met a few hours ago had her dress hiked up while his mother held her hand as he slid down the ribboned and lacy blue garter. She helped him by pointing at her foot so it slid off easier. Once it was done Audry practically dropped her hand and walked away talking to some guests, she didn’t sound happy. 

You did good Principessa. Luca pulled her dress down and patted her knee. He stood holding his hand out to her. She graciously accepted. It was gratefully time for dinner and time to dance. This night would never end would it? 

I could tell she was getting upset. She seems to be okay if she squeezed her knee or side, rubbed her back or held her by the waist. She needed a lot of reassurance. God, she looked so young and afraid. I could tell at the altar that she’d rather be anywhere than here. 

I’d felt that way before but I could tell, she had a sweet nature. She was out of ehr element and had been abandoned with strangers. I would need to be extremely cautious and gentle with her tonight. 

We sat down to dinner and she didn’t even try to eat. She picked apart her fish and swatted her lemon off to the side. She looked miserable. I felt bad for her. 

“Charlotte, do you want me to call you Charlotte or Lottie?” I was genuinely curious. She just shrugged, not looking up.  I was only patient for so long. I hated sulky girls, I wasn’t going to be embarrassed by my new wife at such a huge life event. 

“Okay. Charlotte, I’ll level with you.” I was looking at her and I was thrilled when she looked up at me with her huge blue gray eyes. At least she was paying attention now.

“I didn't want to marry a stranger either.” I almost said Shelby but I didn’t want to offend her. She was innocent in the Vendetta. A peaceful solution to her family's unnecessary blood shed. 

“How old are you?” One question, I just wanted an answer to one question. 

“I’m twenty one. You?” She asked politely but I knew she was interested. At least she was talking to me now and she even asked me something back. That was a start. A rough start…but a start.

“I’m forty five Tesoro.” twenty four years difference. Damn. They could have married me to the other shelby. She was in her early thirties, no they married me off to John Shelby's eldest daughter, a young woman of twenty one. I felt bad, I was an old man to her. I’d be almost seventy if I lived that long, by the time our kids were grown. 

She just blankly nodded. I think the age difference hit her too. It happened. I just hope some young buck that worked for me didn’t take an interest in her and try to woo her away. 

“When's your birthday?” If she would answer we could hold up a decent conversation. 

“Ummm…..” She looked up at the lights and blinked rapidly. Somehow this had been the wrong question to ask. She looked like she couldn’t swallow and tears glistened in her eyes. “ It’s okay, you can answer another day. I just don’t want to be a bad husband and miss it, eh?” I replied softly and gently ran my hand up and down her arm. She went stiff as a fucking board of wood. This was going to be a long night. 

“Christmas, I was born on the 25th of December.” She raised my wine glass up to her lips and I swear inhaled the wine. Jesus, her father was killed in front of their house on her birthday. 

“I’m sorry, hey, slow down.” I meant my apology, she was blank in the face again. I took my glass and set it off to the side. I didn’t dare ask her to dance. I did need clarification though from someone who had been there that day. 

She looked exhausted when they'd made it back to the hotel. He couldn't blame her. He has no idea what kind of life she'd had with the Shelbys. He heard from one of his men that he'd recognized her from the hit. She had even told him she’d been there on her birthday, Christmas day. 

That concerned him and ate away at his stomach. He couldn’t stop fidgeting with a toothpick and kept stealing glances at her in the car. The ride was only twenty minutes away but it felt like eternity. Questions looped through his mind. 

What had they told her? Did she think it was cold blood? She was John Shelby’s daughter. He felt bad now. Her father was shot on Christmas Day and on her birthday. He couldn’t get over that fact. 

To be fair, her father hadn't cared about what day it was when he'd brutally cut his brother's eyes out and killed him or what day he'd shot Lucas' father by the docks. It was a Vendetta. Nothing more and nothing less. 

She sat on the bed and kicked her shoes off. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to talk to her before they consummate this thing. He wouldn’t have sex with an unwilling participant. He wasn’t that bad of a guy. Her uncle had said she’d be checked by a doctor in the morning. This had to happen tonight. 

“Charlotte, hey, look at me, this is serious.” He bent down placing his hands on her knees and looked into her soulful eyes. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. God, he felt like a heel. This wasn’t how their wedding night should start but what could he do?

“Thank you, love, what do you know about how this Vendetta started?”

“My father went after your brother because his…I don't know, ex lover or whore, was dating an Italian and he told her to stop. She didn't break it off with him from what I was told and my dad …hurt your brother. It doesn’t make sense to me at all. He was married to my Step mother Esme, who is wonderful….I guess he…gets jealous and …..” she looks away.

So she did know or came to her own conclusions? She seemed very intelligent the little he’d been able to talk to her. 

“Who told you that?” I asked her gently not wanting to see her cry. I hated when women cried. Not because it was a weakness, it wasn’t. I had just been raised that they are supposed to be happy and it was partially your job to see to that happiness. 

“I kinda pierced it together.” She said softly rubbing her bare arms. I draped my jacket around her. She snuggled into it. That might be a good sign in my favor. 

“Your assumptions are not wrong, you're a smart girl. My father had told him that she was a free woman able to make her own choices and your dad told my father that Angelo would have a bullet in each knee. Instead he…well you know.” I trailed off. She didn’t need bloody details. She was probably used to seeing violence but I didn’t want to be more exposed to it. I intended to give her a safe life away from the blood shed as much as I could. 

“My papa and mama were trying to board a ship, leaving behind my brother's death when your Dad and Uncle Arthur took him. I guess Tommy was going to torture him, arthur shot him out of mercy…hmm. Mercy.” I stood and walked over to the bed. Her eyes were on me but I didn’t want to directly look at her. I sat down and rated my hand just off my leg so she could take it if she wanted it. She didn’t move. 

“That’s what I gathered. It still doesn’t make sense to me.” She whispered and softly cried, sending tears cascading down her slim face. God, she looked even more fragile like this. I draped my arms around her and held her tightly to my chest. She snuggled into me, placing her head on my chest as sobs racked her body. I grabbed her head with one hand and held it tightly to me. My chest was tight and my throat ached. 

Maybe…maybe we’d start out in mutual grief and confusion. Hopefully we’d bond in love though. 

“Me either, but we got each other now, if…” I hesitated not knowing what to really say at this moment. There was too much to do tonight in preparation for us leaving tomorrow. 

” If you want to challenge the wedding, you could remain a virgin tonight…I’ll put you up in your own room. Tomorrow they’ll take you back.” She pulled back looking up at me..I expected relief or confusion. Horror, that was the emotion written all over her beautiful face. 

“They won’t…I'm dead to them. Only Ada will talk to me….I…didn’t even make this plan but…” she stopped talking just rapidly blinking. 

“But you're punished for it?” I gently placed my hand under her tiny chin and forced her to look back up at me. I had so much empathy for my little bride. Her own family was sacrificing her and instead of apologizing or supporting her, they literally turned their back. Basterds. We’d never do that to our own people. 

“Yeah.” She just agreed softly brushing her hair away from her face. It was down and her curls were everywhere. 

Our children would be intelligent, fierce and beautiful. 

“We’ll I ain't taking you by force and your uncle wants a Dr. to see you tomorrow. What do you want to do?” I had no idea what to say to her. I hoped she chose me, honestly I truly was the far better option for her. 

“You're giving me a choice?” She croaked out. Her eyes were trained on my face as if waiting for me to change my mind. I wouldn’t. 

“Jesus! What kinda family do you have?! I mean, I know enough about them that they'd kill a man in cold blood but…what did they do to you?” I was horrified. I swear to God if she chose us, I would never let her family see her ever again. Monsters, the whole lot of them!

“I can't go back. I..I don…” She took several deep breaths like she’d been held underwater and needed air. I eased up on my holding her, she didn’t let go of me…interesting. I bet she likes to cuddle up in bed. That would make me a happy man. 

“So, again, what do you want to do?” I had to have an answer. It was now creeping up on 3 a.m. The Doctor would be here at seven. She needed some rest. 

“ Go forward, with you. You seem willing and honestly….I think your family was a victim of mine. Seems unfair to punish you for their sins.” Her honesty about the situation startled me. I appreciate it though it wasn;t something i got to hear  a lot. She hadn’t apologized, and why should she. She hadn't done anything. She did acknowledge the wrong though. 

“That's really ... .magnanimous of you Princeipssa. I don’t have that kind of forgiveness.” It was my turn to stare off now. God, she was priceless. I would live and die for this woman and I just met her. 

“I’m sorry for it all for what it's worth.” There it was, she apologized for them. It made me angry instead of happy. SHE wasn’t the one who needed to apologize. 

“Thank you Princess.” I kissed her forehead and she sighed. This might not be the hardest woman to seduce and I was grateful since she was my wife. No, I had a feeling that she was desperate to be loved, I could do that.

He made me promise several times that if I couldn’t handle it to tell him and he’d stop or we'd do something different. I had to confess that I wasn’t a virgin. It seemed to surprise him but then he seemed relieved.

“I’m glad actually, then you know what to expect.” I nodded but it was completely true. 

I’d been sixteen, it was quick and kinda rough. First and last time. I thought Esme was going to murder me when she’d found out. I didn’t get pregnant. No one told me dad gratefully. I’d have known if they did. He’d have ended up dead in the cut and I wouldn’t see another man until I was thirty. Luca had laughed at that. He’d told me if he had a daughter it would have ended up similar too. 

I let him unbutton my dress. He seemed excited when he realized I was laced into my dress too. This man apparently appreciated a well dressed woman. He was impeccably dressed too.  Once we were both lying next to each other on the bed he had been true to his word and took his time. 

God above, this was NOTHING like my first time. 

My husband actually seemed to care if I was wet and ready. He made sure I had crashed over with or at a similar time to him as well. I can't even remember how long we were up but a knock on the door by Doctor Ambros at least let me know it was 7 a.m. 

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(Didn’t feel right to get too hot and heavy in the scene because of all the angst. I’m exhausted myself right now, but I promise it'll  be hot and heavy in the coming chapters.)

[dolphin1812]

Poor Marius. In addition to thinking that the sparrows are mocking him, he now thinks that "M Leblanc" is angry with him and that "Mlle Lanoire" is judging his dusty shoes. We have no insight into what these characters are thinking at the moment, but Marius' insecurities lead him to assume that they're displeased with him.

But he's also so happy that he's spending time with a friend! He sees Courfeyrac two days in a row! And he meets with Courfeyrac's friends, too, as Jean Prouvaire is there and he embraces someone from the provinces. It's probably disorienting for Courfeyrac (his normally withdrawn friend is now inviting him out, extending the outing, and then being super friendly to strangers the next day), but it's good that Marius is interacting with others.

Another brief political reference:

At dessert, he said to Courfeyrac. “Have you read the paper? What a fine discourse Audry de Puyraveau delivered!”"

Audry de Puyraveau was a central figure in the July Revolution and a left-wing politician. Marius, then, is being much more politically expressive than he has been in a while, combining his "sympathies" for the less fortunate with praise of someone who is actually involved in politics.

I'm not a fan of how love and attraction are discussed here (not just Courfeyrac and his "collection," but also the trap metaphor), but I do think it's kind of funny how dramatic it is? "It was all over with him" is a very over-the-top way of acknowledging that Marius is in love.

[imaginc]

"oh absolutely, can't you tell?" with that being said, audrie gestures toward the bar across the room, where her obnoxious colleague was making a bit of a scene. "he's clearly the one talking way too loud and has somehow already managed to get food all over his shirt. truly a class act." she says with a laugh, though tries to keep her voice low enough so others wouldn't hear. "now that we got that out of the way, should we lay low and keep to ourselves or would you like to socialize and be gawked at?" a tease.

OPEN TO: anyone

MUSE: luke mizrahi / 36 / writer / pansexual

PLOT: we've been dating for a little while, so you decide to bring me to your work christmas do, as your plus one!!

luke was a writer, he worked from anywhere, and he didn't have an office or co-workers. but his new partner did, so when he was asked to attend their work christmas party with them, he obviously agreed.

he stands with the other, drink hand, he'd felt eyes on him all night, he didn't mind. "has shitty dave from accounts turned up yet?" luke asks, "it'd be nice to put a face to the name" he jokes, laughing a little.

[imaginc]

@ameliiorate liked for a lyric starter!

"When all my friends say I should take some space - well I can't envision that for a minute."

[mageofseven]

Repressed Love: A DiaLuci Love Story

Chapter 14

Tag list: @astroseuss @zarakem @brielle043 @missloserqueen

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It was finally date night for the couple and it truth, it was strange to think about. The two men live together and have a daughter together...but this was their first true date.

These men definitely didn't go about things in any traditional manner, something that bothered Lucifer a lot more than it did Diavolo.

Lucifer really felt like he made a mess of things, like his emotional issues caused the two's relationship not to develop 'the right way'.

Diavolo believed there was no such thing though. To him, all that mattered was that they were together and happy. Who cares what order they do things as long as he gets to see a smile on his boyfriend and daughter's faces?

The couple packed up everything their daughter would need to stay the night with Satan and the brothers.

Yes, the whole night. After a lot of begging from some of his brothers and Satan relenting, it was agreed that Audriana would spend the night there and the two parents could relax at home when they return from dinner.

Lucifer...was having issues with this though.

When they got to HoL to drop off Audriana and all of her necessities...the man still couldn't let go of his daughter. He drew things out, making his lecture for his brothers and Satan extra long about things they must and must not do with her.

"My Light, they understand." Dia came to the men's rescue. "She'll be fine with them; you know this."

Lucifer held onto Audri extra tightly. He has barely left her side since she was born three weeks ago and the idea of leaving her for the night...it was painful.

Diavolo kissed his love's forehead and whispered in his ear.

"She'll be okay. You know she'll be happy with him."

Luce took a deep breath and nodded before kissing his daughter's head and giving her to Satan.

"We'll come to get around 10am tomorrow, maybe earlier."

"Yeah, yeah." Mammon waved off his brother's words. "Girly's gonna be fine! You just go enjoy your food."

Lucifer pursed his lips before glancing back at Diavolo, who gave him an encouraging nod before the two said goodbye to their daughter and the men.

Audriana gave a loud whine and reached out for her parents.

"Dada! Papa!" She squirmed in the blonde's arms.

Oh devil no. By instinct, Lucifer prepared to race forward to his daughter's side, but Diavolo's hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"She'll be okay, my Light." He told him before approaching their daughter and kissing her head.

"Dada and Papa will see you tomorrow, okay?" He told his daughter before smirking. "For now, you gotta take care of Tay Tay, okay."

The little girl sniffled, but nodded as if she understood.

Satan, on the other hand, was scowling at the prince. But hey, what else is new?

Dia continued to smile as he returned to Lucifer's side.

"Ready to go?"

The pride demon gave one last guilty look at his daughter before leaving.

Once the front door closed, Satan muttered under his breath.

"Bastard..."

The closest brothers around him gave him the side eye, but thought it was safer to not to ask about it.

From there, Levi returned to his room. Don't get him wrong, he liked his niece well enough, but not enough to miss the raid he already had planned with some of his guildmates tonight.

The rest of the men stuck around in the living room. Belphie held no interest in the little girl, but was still content to sleep by his twin.

As usual, it was mostly Asmo, Beel, and Mammon who was interested in the child (and Mammon was trying to feign disinterest, but he was really, really bad at it). The three men have learned that they can't hold the girl quite yet because of her sensitivity, but that did not stop them from interacting with her as she sat on Satan's lap.

With every interaction the men tried to have with her, the little girl would look up at her big brother, as if asking if it was safe for her to do so.

A small nod from the blonde was all she needed to cautiously interact back with her uncles.

It was kinda funny actually. Mammon, Asmo, and Beel all fought over the child's attention, but at one point, she got up from her brother's lap and abandoned all of them so she could lay on Belphie as he slept and the sloth demon didn't so much as stir.

Satan raised an eyebrow at this, but rested on the idea that the three men were probably overwhelming her, swarming her like they were so she went to the uncle who was sleeping because he gave her calmer vibes.

Mammon and Asmo complained, but Beel only smiled, finding the scene cute.

Not taking the rejection well, the second and fifth brother went off to their rooms.

Satan took this chance to get back to the book he was reading before the two parents dropped his sister off and Beel, extra softly this time as to not overwhelm his niece, talked to her and let her pat her little hands against his own.

Eventually, the sleepy boy woke up to the toddler sitting on his head while she played some rendition of patty cake with his twin.

He groaned, signaling to the child that he was awake.

Audriana squealed and started bouncing on top of him.

To prevent his brother from getting upset, Beel gently pulled the little girl off him, resulting in the girl crying out.

Beely quickly point put the child down and she scooted herself into Belphie's arms.

Satan snickered at the sour look on the sloth demon's face.

Luckily, Belphie decided it was not worth fussing about and fell back asleep with his niece in his arms, Audri falling asleep on his chest soon after.

It was a cute sight. Beel took a couple pictures with his phone.

Satan was just glad Belphie was doing his work for him.

Eventually, the blonde looked up from his book and realized Beel had left, likely for a late-night kitchen raid.

He checked the clock and discovered it was already passed 10pm (22:00) and supposed it was about time to properly put his sister to bed.

He placed a book mark in his book and sat it to the side before rising up and reaching for his sister

...which he discovered was locked in a vise grip by the sleeping demon. A grip so tight he wondered how it did not cause pain to the small girl.

In truth, Audriana has always expressed her love for tight hugs and weight against her; those were two things that always seemed to sooth her. With this thought, the brother made a mental note to suggest that his father buy her a weighted blanket when she progresses a bit more.

As for the situation in front of him, the blonde decided it was best to just leave it be for now. He'll stay up a bit longer and read his book. If the sloth demon doesn't wake up soon, he'll ask Beel's help in retrieving Audriana from the sleeping man's arms.

[shylittlefrogg]

What do you have planned for Introvert heroes Sole Crusher, Queen Banana, and Gabriel Agreste?

So, it's quite likely that all of these episodes will change, quite a bit, maybe too much.

Sole crusher

I will keep Zoe as the Akuma but changing it because at that moment Chloe is already being a better person, perhaps the reason being the stress and the incitements of Audrie (who honestly, I am already out of the loop because a daughter just came out out of nowhere 💀 )

Queen Banana

is being deleted, or maybe becoming one of the episode interludes and making it a deeper interaction between Zoe and Chloe. bonding of sisters who did not know they existed with each other.

Gabriel Agreste

is where I said 'Marinette, don't use your androgynous powers for evil'.

I think I'm moving this episode to season two? make it easier to hint at Felix, Adrien and Kagami as Sentimonsters, plus I think it's a perfect moment for Marinette to still be very distrustful of Chloe and her original plan with the help of the others was to connect a call and for Adrien not to feel Aline, Just what she doesn't expect is to discover Is Adrien, Sabrina, Chloe and Alix being friends and finally finish rationalizing that Chloe is no longer as bad as before and that she is trying to be good

[imaginc]

In that moment Audrie's emotions felt conflicted; while it warmed her heart to hear how her husband took notice in the small details of her expressions, she also wanted nothing more than to reassure Andrew that their difference of opinion wasn't a burden. Her dainty fingers reached for the male's hand, taking her time to softly caress his skin. "Of course I'm happy- our life together is everything I've ever wanted, love. That will remain regardless if we have children or not." she followed her words with a soft smile. This had been a compromise she had been long prepared for, which meant it was much easier for her to come to terms with it. "Though I reckon we should get a pet at some point. That should suffice." she attempted to joke in attempt to relieve the solemn air in the room.

Andrew simply remained quiet during her speech; nodding his head in acknowledgement here and there, taking every words she was uttering. He knew her words were nothing but true. They were open and honest with the other, and never hid their feelings, nor thoughts on any matter. The male wasn't worried per se, but just oddly uneasy about the whole thing. Even anxious perhaps, which weren't foreign feelings for him. 'It isn't simply those moments, love.' He breathed out. 'I do notice the little smiles in joy, and the expressions in awe whenever we walk past mothers with their children. The gleam in your eyes.' He always observed her in silence, taking notice of her subtle expression changes. 'I simply want you happy, Audrie.'

[velavesper]

gimme audrie and lonnie stuff. the besties

THE BESTIES!!Common hangout spot is at the local cafe and audrie's drink order is less caffeine and more chocolate and sugar and lonnie's order is more caffeine than anything else.

^for lonnie it calms his nerves he is NEUROTIC audrie does it for the taste and to look cool

in normal daily interactions audrie is more of the hardass/outspoken one but when things get serious lonnie is a bit of the bigger jerk..... see: the really bright image with sydney

[fleurfilms]

— 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐈 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄

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[imaginc]

the funny thing about life was that no matter how often she wanted to put herself out there in terms of the dating scene, audrie never quite left her home (or work) often enough to pursue a relationship. for her, dates were far and few between yet it was rather easy for her to develop small, attraction-based crushes.

initially audrie thought her fondness of eve would lead nowhere... because it usually didn't. not to mention that they occasionally saw each other whenever their respective professions crossed paths, there would never be a right moment to pursue any relationship beyond a professional one.

and then eve decided to ask her out, which of course, colored audrie surprised. in the best way possible. "I would love that." she answered immediately, though tried to keep her level of excitement down. "it is a friday night, I suppose we could go out tonight? or sometimes this weekend would work perfectly for me."

open starter — eve. thirty-three. fbi agent, single mother and political sciences college professor. open to: f/nb.

it wasn't like eve to take some affirmative action right here and now. she was the typically quiet woman who stuck behind the scenes and kept to herself; she felt no comfort forming close attachments because of her past.

( she knew she needed to push down her anxieties and move forward; it was beneficial for her and the healing process. )

"ah, um. . . i know this is rather informal," she murmurs, nervously scratching at the back of her neck. "but would you like to go out sometime? my treat." she was aware they liked her or at least had some degree of a crush on her.

her observations did not go unnoticed, funnily enough. damn her and her fbi training.

[madcomtexting]

HELLO TO ALL MADCOM LOVERS!

Madness Combat is very much my addiction. So i wanted to create text stories that may or may not be as accurate or just plan stupid fun!

Not only do i plan on the cast interacting with each other, but my ocs as well! (Do plan on making a ask character thing later on for only my madcom ocs) But besides that, here is the cast of the text stories!

Hank J. Wimbleton

Auditor

Doc/2bd

Hoffnar/tricky

Deimos

Sanford

Dr. Christoff

Phobos

Sheriff

Cel (my persona)

Cosmia (employer like oc)

Audry (another oc of mine)

Pyra (my first oc)

And thats it! If you like, go ahead and put some sinarios to make. But no sad ones please. This is ment to be fun and make people laugh.